“Quaking aspens,” a “goat cart,” thundering hooves and more from southern Colorado and northern New Mexico
October 12, 2016 by jimmycsays
Just back from Colorado, where we missed most of the weekend news but heard something about Donald Trump having been caught engaging in “locker-room banter.” Hunh. I’d have to hear it to believe it.
…But, like I was saying, Colorado. Wow! It never disappoints. We took the overnight train — the Southwest Chief — to and from Trinidad, in southern Colorado, where our hosts, Kaler and Eileen Bole, also of Kansas City, picked us up and took us to their “little cabin in the woods.”
It was a very active five days, and while the fluttering, golden leaves of the “quaking aspens” are always enchanting, we took in a lot more. Lemme show you…
Driving to the cabin, which is southwest of Pueblo, a homecoming parade in the town of Rye brought traffic to a halt. One of the featured “floats” was a chariot drawn by a team of goats.
Kaler and I were so thrilled to be in the area for homecoming that we attended the first half of the Rye-Lake County football game that night. (We left after the homecoming king and queen candidates were introduced at halftime and with the Rye Thunderbolts leading 32-0.)
We also went to a place called Music Meadows Ranch, which offers customers stays of several nights, along with the opportunity to ride, fish, hike or just relax.
The four of us went just for lunch — steaks from grass-fed cattle and prepared by Elin, owner of Music Meadows. After lunch, Elin got in her ATV and rounded up about a dozen riding horses she keeps on the 4,000-acre ranch.
That’s Elin…Note the iPhone affixed to the right side of her cowgirl belt.
A view from behind Elin’s barns, toward the Sangre de Cristo mountain range. (The house with the green roof is where paying guests stay.)
Eileen and Kaler, Patty and I, at “the ranch house.”
This is back at Aspen Acres, the “development” where Kaler and Eileen and a score or so of other people have cabins.
At the cabin, everything slows down…
On Tuesday, our last day of vacation, we went to Taos in northern New Mexico. This is one wing of Taos Plaza, an excellent shopping district.
We had a great lunch — tacos, enchiladas, chile relleno and taco salad — at a restaurant called Doc Martin’s, which is part of the Taos Inn, established in 1936.
Finally, it was back to Trinidad, just north of the New Mexico border. Legalized marijuana stores, located throughout Colorado, have been an economic boon not just for the state but the cities where they’re located. Trinidad has experienced significant development in recent years, thanks partly to taxes paid by stores like Tri Canna.
At dusk, it was all aboard the Southwest Chief, which runs daily from Chicago to Los Angeles and back.